Reborn to be a mistress, she went crazy killing the legitimate daughter

Shen Yunyan was almost suffocated by the fumes. She finally got out from the pile of smelly clothes and asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"

The maidservant, Qin Yun, helped Shen Yunyan up and said, "Madam, the young lady has never done these things. Let me wash it."

As he spoke, Qingyun bent down and tried to pick up the clothes.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhou kicked Qingyun in the knee. Qingyun was caught off guard and fell forward, hitting his head on the bed with a "bang".

"Qingyun!" Shen Yunyan was shocked and wanted to check on Qingyun's condition, but Song Zhou grabbed her arm.

Song Zhou came from the countryside and was very strong. There was no way Shen Yunyan could break free from her and she was thrown to the ground by Song Zhou again.

"Why, I'm wronging you by asking you to wash clothes?"

Shen Yunyan did feel aggrieved, but before she could say anything, Song Qizhao came back from outside drunk.

"Why did my son drink so much?" Song Zhou turned around and rushed over, her legs and feet more nimble than Shen Yunyan's.

Song Qizhao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm happy!"

He is almost sober.

Song Zhou's face turned stern, and she glared at Shen Yunyan fiercely, "Is this how you take care of your husband?"

Shen Yunyan didn't expect that such a thing would be blamed on her, and she felt even more aggrieved.

She was about to retort when Qingyun pulled her sleeve from behind and signaled her with his eyes not to be impulsive.

Qiyun picked up the clothes on the ground and prepared to wash them, but was stopped by Song Zhou, "Stop, did I ask you to wash them?"

"mother?"

Shen Yunyan couldn't believe it. They were just a few pieces of clothes, why did she have to wash them?

Besides, has she ever done such rough work since she was a child?

Before Shen Yunyan could say anything, Song Zhou started wiping her tears in front of Song Qizhao.

"I'm old and useless now. You've just come into my family and you're already bossing me around. I'd better go back to the countryside and stop bothering you guys."

"Mother, what nonsense are you talking about? You should enjoy your life now that your son has married a wife. Why are you talking nonsense about going back to the countryside?"

After persuading Song Zhoushi, Song Qizhao glared at Shen Yunyan with dissatisfaction, his eyes full of disappointment, "I thought you were sensible!"

Shen Yunyan's eyes widened.

"How can I wrong you if I just wash a few pieces of clothes? My mother has spent so many years washing clothes, cooking, farming and raising pigs to raise me up. She has also suffered so much to support my education. And you are going to disobey my mother for such a small matter?"

Shen Yunyan was so angry that she wanted to curse, but when she thought of Song Qizhao's bright future and her first-rank imperial edict, she had to endure it.

"My husband is right. I was wrong for a moment. Mother has worked hard for half her life and it's time to enjoy her life. I'll go wash the clothes now." After saying that, she instructed Yunyun, "Hurry up and prepare breakfast!"

She took the initiative, and Song Zhou couldn't order her to cook anymore. She just cursed behind her back, "Lazy!"

Squatting by the pond, the mallet hit her clothes again and again, and Shen Yunyan became more and more angry the more she thought about it.

But then, she thought of Shen Yiran.

At this time, Shen Yiran should have seen those two evil creatures. She must be so angry that she must have died.

And that sarcastic sister-in-law is enough to make Shen Yiran suffer.

From then on, it was she who was granted the first-rank imperial decree, and Shen Yiran could only spend the rest of his life in the temple with a green lamp and ancient Buddha.

Thinking of this, she felt refreshed.

She didn't know that in her heart, Shen Yiran, who wanted to spend the rest of his life in seclusion, was currently eating fruits and vegetables sent as tribute from foreign countries and leisurely flipping through the account books.

"Madam, why don't you ask a gentleman to come and help?" Bai Zhi was a little worried because her wife had never learned how to manage a household.

Girls from other families start to learn how to manage the household from their mothers when they are twelve or thirteen years old.

But the Shen family is headed by the second wife, Shen Li, who is already busy making things difficult for Shen Yiran and treating her harshly, so how could she teach her how to be the head of the family?

Shen Yiran forked a piece of melon and brought it to his mouth, "No need, I can understand it."

She certainly hadn't learned how to manage the household in the Shen family, but she had learned a lot in the Song family in her previous life.

Shen Yiran assisted Song Qizhao all the way from obscurity to the pinnacle of power. She was good at everything that the lady should know, and she also had some knowledge of things that the lady didn't know.

Looking at the account book is the simplest thing.

"Besides, this account book isn't very well made." As if to test her on purpose, she raised her hand and pointed to a place, "Look here."

Bai Zhi leaned over to look, but didn't understand. She looked at Shen Yiran with her clear eyes.

Shen Yiran couldn't help but laugh, "This man named Wang He has been buying rice on credit at the grain store every day last month. He bought three dou of rice on credit every day. How much is three dou of rice?"

"Thirty-six kilograms." Bai Zhi finally realized, "How many people are there in his family? Can they eat thirty-six kilograms of rice a day?"

Shen Yiran chuckled and opened the account book to show Bai Zhi, "My sister-in-law is not so kind. She sold rice on credit to a little-known person."

On the title page, it was clearly written that the grain shop was selling fine rice at half price this month, but each person was limited to purchasing three dou.

It's not just Wang He, there are more than twenty other people who buy on credit.

The original price of a pound of refined rice is 18 wen, and after a 50% discount it only costs 9 wen.

"If all this rice ends up in my sister-in-law's hands and she sells it back to the grain store at a high price, it would cost more than 200 taels a month."

Bai Zhi opened her lips slightly, dumbfounded, "More than two hundred taels?"

Her monthly allowance was only two taels of silver, and she was the head maid, so she got that much. The little maids who cleaned the house should be thankful if they could get half a tael of silver a month.

The eldest lady embezzled more than two hundred taels in just one month!

This is just a grain store.

There are more than a dozen shops under the name of the Marquis' Mansion in the capital alone.

"So, what should we do now? Should we tell the old lady?"

Shen Yiran shook his head, "No hurry."

The account book alone is not enough evidence to bring down the Xu family.

After finishing the fruits on the plate, she also finished reading the account book. "Let's go and see what other tricks my sister-in-law has."

It was less than a day and Xu was surprised at Shen Yiran's speed.

Shen Yiran pretended not to know and praised the accountant a few words.

When Xu heard this, she knew what was going on. It turned out that the man was just pretending to know something.

In that case, there will be some fun to watch in the future.

She took back the account book and looked at Shen Yiran's porcelain-white face, her expression twisted.

The more she thought about it, the more jealous she became. She gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't notice yesterday that my third brother's wife is so pretty. This rich family knows how to raise a daughter. I wonder what kind of nourishment she uses. If it's suitable, I'll buy some for her."

All I have to do is open my mouth and ask for it.

Shen Yiran smiled, "Sister-in-law knows the situation in my family. There is no such thing as nourishment. I just took after my mother."

An Xiangjunhe was once a famous beauty in the capital.

As the two were talking, a maid's voice came from outside: "The master is back!"

Xu looked at Shen Yiran opposite her and felt panicked, but before she could hide Shen Yiran, the bead curtain was already opened.

Bo Jinxiu strode in and was stunned when he saw Shen Yiran.

"Master is back." Xu walked forward with gritted teeth, "This is my third brother's wife who just came in yesterday."

Bo Jinxiu pretended to bow and said, "My third sister-in-law is polite."

He was very polite, but his eyes never left Shen Yiran.

Xu's eyes almost popped out of her head, and she hurriedly pulled Shen Yiran's hand, "If the third sister-in-law wants to manage the family, she can't just look at the account book, she has to go to the shop in person to check it out."

With a wave of her hand, Xu gave the two shops to Shen Yiran.

Shen Yiran accepted it happily, exchanged a few polite words with Shen, and left in a hurry.

She didn't like the way Bo Jinxiu looked at her.